The concierge was a little uneasy in his heart, if the people from the Wuhun Hall really came, it was not something he could afford to bear, of course, he also believed that the people from the Wuhun Hall would never come to the academy for such two hillbillies to question.

I was depressed in my heart, and the words in my mouth naturally couldn't be heard, "Return to the Holy Soul Village, I think the beggar village is about the same." ”

"What did you say?" Old Jack turned around violently, the porter's words could be said to have touched the greatest pride in his heart, when he was able to turn his face with Tang Hao because of this, at this time, this porter was even more unbearable for people outside the village. After a few steps, he walked back and glared at the porter.

The porter was startled by the menacing old Jack, and couldn't help but take a step back, but he quickly reacted, and scolded himself in his heart, isn't he just an old man, what's so scary.

"What? I'm not convinced, is it wrong for me to say that you are from a beggar's village? Look at this little poor ghost, his clothes are all patched. I think you'd better find a place to beg. Our Notting College is not a good house. Get out of here, get out of here. ”

As he spoke, the porter raised his left hand and pushed it towards Jack's chest, about to chase the two away.

Just when Old Jack was angry, suddenly, there was a thin figure between the two, also raised his left arm, his delicate little hand barely reached the porter's hand, his left hand to the right, and suddenly pushed the porter's left hand away, at the same time, the thin figure took a quick step forward with his right foot, and the sole of his foot was just behind the porter's left foot, and at the same time his right hand was raised, and the left hand clamped the porter's hand downward.

Originally, this palm should have been cut at the crook of the opponent's left arm, so that it could not exert force, but the person who cast it was really short, so he could only clasp the wrist of the porter, his movements were extremely fast, his body reached forward at the same time, and his hands pushed forward while throwing the left hand of the doorman. Just push it on the lower abdomen of the porter.

There is an extra foot behind the left foot of the porter, although that foot is not big, but it is enough to complete the effect he should have, the lower abdomen is stressed, there is a mix under the feet, just listen to the ordinary sound, the porter has sat down on the ground.

"Little three, you ......" Jack looked at the person standing in front of him dumbfounded.

Mu Chen on the side saw that Tang San had already made a move, so he said, "Oops! was preempted by the junior! Grandpa Jack, don't be surprised, Xiao San still has a lot of skills! ”

Hearing this, Village Chief Jack nodded and said with a smile: "Okay! The glory of the village will be handed over to you from now on! ”

The doorman who was put down by Tang San saw that the three people in front of him ignored him, and said angrily: "Stinky boy, you are looking for death." "Get up from the ground and rush towards Tang San.

"Alright, stop it." Just then, a somewhat hoarse voice sounded, stopping the porter's movements.

The porter was stunned for a moment, and then, the anger on his face suddenly turned into flattery, and the change was unimaginable, and he nodded to the person who came: "Master, you are back." ”

Mu Chen and the others turned their heads to look, and a man of medium stature and a little thin didn't know when he had come to them. It seems that this person is about forty or fifty years old, with short black hair parted from three or seven, his appearance is very ordinary, his hands are behind his back, but he has a special temperament on his body, and his eyes are open and closed with a little laziness and decadence.

The 'master' just glanced at the porter, ignored him, and said to Old Jack, "Old sir, can you show me the proof of the Martial Spirit Palace?" ”

After all, Old Jack is from the village head, and he can still observe words, and from the expression of the concierge, it can be seen that the status of the middle-aged man in front of him in the academy is definitely not low, not to mention that there is also the title of master there. Hurriedly handed over the certificate in his hand.

The master looked at the proof, then shifted his gaze to Tang San, looked him up and down a few times, and looked at Mu Chen, I don't know why, although the master's gaze was not sharp, but Tang San had a feeling of being seen transparently.

"A new martial spirit?" The master's gaze stopped at Mu Chen's body and said lightly.

"It's true, sir, I apologize to you on behalf of the academy for what happened just now. Leave these two children to me. ”

A figure who was at least a soul master apologized to himself, and Old Jack's vanity was greatly satisfied, and he hurriedly shook his hands and said, "No need to apologize, no need to apologize." We're not good either. Master, then this kid is in trouble with you. Xiao San, Xiao Chen, you follow the master in, but you must be obedient. ”

Hearing this, the two nodded.

Jack said a few more words to the two of them before leaving.

The master glanced at the porter lightly, "This is the first and last time, if you commit another offense, you don't need to stay." His voice was hoarse and calm, but there was an irrefutable feeling.

Cold sweat broke out behind the porter, and he hurriedly flashed to the side.

The master looked down at Tang San and Mu Chen, a smile squeezed out of his face, the muscles on his face seemed to be a little stiff, and the way he laughed was a little flattering. He took Tang San and Mu Chen's hands and said, "Let's go in." ”

Under his leadership, Tang San and Mu Chen finally entered this academy.

"Thank you, teacher." Tang San said to the master.

Seeing this, Mu Chen also thanked the master.

The master led the two of them into a room, asked them to sit down, and said to Tang San, "Okay, is your name Tang San three?" Martial Soul Blue Silver Grass, full of innate soul power! Unleash your second Martial Spirit! ”

Hearing this, Tang San and Mu Chen glanced at each other, a glimmer of light flashed in their eyes, and their hands and wrists had been quietly raised, with a look of surprise and uncertainty in their eyes.

Seeing Tang San's gaze, the master smiled and said, "Aren't you very fast, why did I know that you are a twin martial spirit?" As he spoke, he shook the certificate that Old Jack had given him in his hand, "It's because of this certificate." Maybe other people can't see the flaws in it, but if I can't see it, then I don't deserve the word master. ”

"I have investigated six hundred and forty-seven people whose martial souls are Blue Silver Grass, and among them, there are sixteen who have soul power, and the probability is less than three percent. And even among the sixteen people who have soul power, none of them can exceed the first level of soul power, but you are the tenth level of innate soul power. According to one of the ten core competitiveness of the martial soul that I have studied, the size of the innate soul power is directly proportional to the quality of the martial soul. Blue Silver Grass obviously can't be satisfied, so, I'm sure that you should have another martial soul, and a very powerful martial soul. ”

Tang San's eyes gradually calmed down, and he argued, "There are exceptions to everything, why can't I be a special case?" ”

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